Something’s Fishy & it’s certainly my Freak of the Week.
I think activists are great. In the hippie town that I call home, there are roadside war protesters every Friday night– rain or shine. Their dedication and conviction is nothing short of admirable. But some people tend to get carried away. Like the kind whose parents give them a Mercury Sable station wagon and they drive it across the country only to end up in an upscale ski resort with self-righteous slogans adorning their second hand sled:
The message is clear– BP=bad, Ocean=good. Got it. But why do we want to stop a dolphin? And why do we want to slaughter people in Japan? That’s so WWII. This one’s even more lame:
Thanks for the tip, Something’s Fishy, I’m going to get home and release Flipper from my bathtub immediately. And what the hell is on your dash? Forget the oceans, let’s review what goes in the glovebox. Your poor passengers are just one abrupt stop away from a Mardi Gras makeover. For more enlightenment, let’s see what’s on the other side:
Ah, an angry statement to the people to Japan. That’s gonna be effective here in the High Sierras. Seriously, having a cause is great. But unless you’re gonna proofread your slogans before slapping them on your car, you’re only drawing attention to your own stupidity. That’s why the Baby Jesus gave us bumper stickers. But you’ll learn, you fishy little freak. In the mean time, I’m going take your advice and boycott blood pressure right now!